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... my shoes off, Celestia dropped her bag on the couch like she owned the place and flopped right next to it, stretching out like a cat.
"You didn’t get me ice cream," she said, deadpan.
"You don’t even like ice cream that much," I countered, setting my keys on the counter.
She lifted her head with mock betrayal. "Excuse you? Ice cream is a universal love language. And if you loved me, you’d—"
"Val," I cut her off before she could start something ridiculous. "You onl ...
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